Thalia
My eyes roam around Regan’s room in anger.
At first glance, his bedroom appears to be like any other.
Well...except for the fact that it is built over a river, with gaps between the wooden walls that let in fresh air. But what do you expect from a house in the bayou?
Things aren’t exactly modern here...I don’t expect there to be a normal bathroom, either.
“This is where you will live,” Regan tells me.
I turn around. “Where is Daniel taking Everett?”
“To another house,” Regan says and sits on the bed. It creaks slightly under his weight. “You said he is a talented healer, right? And there are plenty of injured people. He will be a lot of help to them.”
My eyes narrow. “Good idea. Don’t get too used to using his powers, though.”
His lips twitch. “And why is that?”
“Because
